Page 49 of Savage Mates

CHAPTER 11

Lauren

Mate.

What?

I hadn’t been hearing things.

What the hell had Thor just said to me? Not once, but twice. Was he freaking out of his mind? I wasn’t anyone’s mate, let alone three huge men that were… maybe not men.

My fuzzy brain did a side by side of the lions and the three men. They were as close to being identical as two different species could be.

They were men of few words.

Every inch of my body ached, my bottom on fire from being spanked. Spanked. What in the hell did Zeus think he was doing? What horrified me was that while there was some pain involved, I’d remained wet almost the entire time, excitement surging as if I’d enjoyed the moment.

I struggled even as I was yanked back into the rustic cabin. Only this time, Titus was blocking the door.

I was going nowhere.

Not only were they possessive of me, acting as if I was the enemy, they were also hungry. Very. Hungry. The thought should disgust me, but my panties were completely soaked, the ache deep in my core keeping me on edge.

Thor proved it the moment he cupped both sides of my face, forcing me onto my toes just before he consumed my mouth.

Utterly shocked, I moaned into the kiss, unable to move from the surprise. His hold was strong. Possessive. The air in the room crackled, the energy unlike anything I’d ever felt.

The man was relentless, rolling his lips over mine, crushing me with the weight of his body.

The other two waited their turn, but I knew it wouldn’t be for long. I could feel their hunger, a burning need that wouldn’t be denied.

The strange thing was that even though I was frightened, perhaps even horrified at their reaction to me, I was also tingling from something I couldn’t understand. Excitement.

A dark growl filtered into the room as his teeth grazed my bottom lip before pulling the tender tissue into his hot, wet mouth.

Every time I moved, the discomfort and heat on my butt cheeks brought a wave of pain. I was burning up, unclear what was happening between the four of us, but there was something.

And there were lions outside. Two of the most beautiful female lions I’d ever seen, completely unlike the ones from last night and earlier today.

Did that mean… No. There was no way it was possible.

Yet the lions and the other massive men who’d been watching me being treated like some bad little girl were coexisting. More than that, I’d sensed a closeness between them.

As if they were all… pride members.

Oh, my God. That just wasn’t possible. They had to be mercenaries, planning on hurting the beautiful beasts. If that was the truth, why didn’t it seem as if they were about to be harmed or in fear?

The three men were surrounding me, licking their chops as if I was dinner. Yet if so, why wasn’t I afraid of them like any normal person would be?

I should fight Thor and I tried, if only for a few seconds. Maybe to keep my dignity. Maybe to prove to myself I didn’t feel the same. But he was unyielding, sliding one arm around my waist and yanking me against him. Until I could feel just how much he wanted me by his thick, throbbing cock.

And what I knew all three would do. Defile me. Use me.

Fuck me.

Everything about the kiss was all consuming as he swept his tongue inside, dominating mine as he’d promised to do with claiming me.

I found myself leaning into him, slowly opening up like a flower bud in spring. There was no thought process to what washappening, no sense of control. This was pure primal need at its finest.